|Everyone wants you to lead the revolution but you're a big dummy...|
What's a beautiful archer to do!?
|The most boring love triangle of all time|
From the book, the film promised to be a lot of scenes where people talk while sitting and/or standing around tables, and, boy-oh-boy, does it deliver on that promise! People love speechifying in this movie while staring at Katniss and shouting things like "she's not ready" and "she's the worst" and "God, I wish another District had gotten her in the divorce." It's uncomfortable, made even more so by the fact that Katniss is, indeed, kind of terrible at leading a revolution. Thankfully, this builds to one of the best collection of scenes in the movie, wherein everyone takes a trip to District 12 to loosen up old Katty E and show the people in the district what The Capitol has done. It also provides the perfect opportunity for Katniss to break out her husky, melodious voice and sing a really beautiful song about love and suicide and death. It's actually really affecting.
|Alma - Check your battery!|
Speaking of bad acting, Liam Hemsworth is not turning into the great actor we were all hoping for. I've been sipping from the Hemsworth Kool-Aid for so long, it took me until this movie to realize that he's kind of terrible at acting. And his chemistry with Jennifer Lawrence is virtually non-existent. Every time they kiss, it feels like the filmmakers are wandering into Luke-Leia territory. I think my roommate (and bibliophile) put it best when she said, "He's pretty, but dumb as a stone." Thank goodness Josh Hutcherson shows up every once in a while, even if his scenes are either all soft-focused and boring or full of strangling!
On the flip-side of that, Elizabeth Banks is back and as delightful as ever as Effie. Adding her into the movie, when she isn't really in the book, is a smart move. Also smart -- casting Natalie Dormer as the delightfully bad-ass Cressida. On the coolness scale of documentary filmmakers, she's on the opposite end of the spectrum from Michael Moore, with Morgan Spurlock somewhere in the middle.
It's a muddled mess filled with empty speeches and perfunctory performances from a high-calibre cast (I'm sure it was a fun set, but people were clearly spending more time hanging out than working). Still, despite all that, the film leaves viewers hopeful for a possibly-incredible finale. All hope is not gone. Try as I might, I still have faith in this boring bird, even if its wings are slightly broken and the only songs it sings bum me out.
Film Grade: C